Chapter 880: Amnesia Terrier

Ling Qianchen suppressed the joy in her heart, but she couldn't suppress the corners of her lips that had begun to rise, and replied, "Because I used AP short videos to see my grown-up self. I will look exactly like you when I grow up."

Di Yunxi couldn't help but let out a low laugh. The thick voice was like a cello with a lingering sound, directly wrapping Ling Qianchen.

When Ling Qianchen saw Di Yunxi smiling, he also laughed, unable to hide the happiness on his face.

"Are you really my dad?"

"Yeah." Di Yunxi nodded, and couldn't help pinching his soft, tender cheeks that were almost dripping with water.

Ling Qianchen's eyes suddenly widened.

He was just guessing. After all, the handsome uncle in front of him looks too similar to what he looked like when he grew up, so he asked this question, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Ling Qianchen pursed her lips, forcibly suppressed the joy that was about to burst out, and asked, "But my mother said that you are a soldier, and when she was still pregnant with me, you sacrificed in the execution of the mission, so I Born without a father."

Di Yunxi touched his son's face and was reluctant to let go.

Hearing his son's question, his heart clenched.

"Is that what your mother told you?"

"Well." Ling Qianchen looked at Di Yunxi and continued to ask, "So you didn't die? Then why didn't you come back to find your mother? Did you abandon your mother because you had another woman in the right place?"

After asking this question, the joy in Ling Qianchen's eyes has almost disappeared. The watery eyes are like obsidian.

"No. There is no other woman." Di Yunxi denied immediately, "I have never had a woman except your mother in this life."

Ling Qianchen's darkened eyes instantly burst out with the expectation and joy that a child should have.

"Then why haven't you come to see us?"

"Because I lost my memory."

Ling Qianchen: ...

"I fell off a cliff while on a mission, and they thought I was dead, so they sent a death message to your mother. But I didn't die, I just got a head injury and forgot about your mother."

"This is like the amnesia stalk in Ba Zong's novels."

The son's soft and waxy voice was not very harmful, but it was extremely insulting.

Di Yunxi praised in his heart that he was indeed his own son, and his IQ development was indeed online, while he quickly polished the memory of this domineering president a little in his mind.

"It's a bit similar indeed. But my amnesia story is a little different from your mother's story."

"Why is it different?" Ling Qianchen asked seriously.

"Because when I met your mother, I had amnesia."

Ling Qianchen: ? ? ?

"Haven't you met your grandparents? Haven't you met your uncles and aunts?"

"Yeah!" Ling Qianchen nodded, and her shining eyes instantly became brighter. "Do I still have so many relatives?"

Di Yunxi nodded distressedly: "Well, you still have grandparents, uncles two, uncles three, uncles four, and a very beautiful, gentle and powerful aunt. At that time, I was hurt so badly that I lost my memory and forgot. My family. I thought I was alone, alone, so I joined the army by chance, became a soldier, met your mother, and had a wonderful time with your mother.